There was already a dangerous coldness in the young man's eyes. "Let's go quickly."
"It's too late, you guys go die together." The middle-aged uncle glared at Xin Qing fiercely. Xin Qing suddenly panicked, her face suddenly turned pale, and she immediately looked at her ring.
"Ah ah ah... stay away from me, stay away!" Then Xin Qing covered the middle-aged man like an octopus,
The man looked at Xin Qing's actions and felt annoyed. He raised his gun and was about to kill her to silence her. Xin Qing turned the ring slightly, and a colorless and odorless fragrance wafted out.
The middle-aged man gradually began to react, but the pain was like a dream, both real and illusory, whether it was a dream or reality, they were confused together, and it was unclear whether it was really a dream!
She breathed a long sigh of relief, staggered a bit, and it was done~
In the flower bed paved with blue beauties, the petals are turning over one after another, the shade of the trees is reflected, and the spring water in the distance is tinkling, exuding a strong aristocratic atmosphere.
In the beautiful flower garden, the young man's eyes are hazy and shadowy.
"Thanks."
Under the bright sunshine, his white skin is like warm jade in the first snow, and his two crimson and soft thin lips are like two beautiful cherry blossom petals, gently pursed. The breeze blows gently, and the fine petals fall to his soft lips.
The hair exudes an indescribable beauty.
"This...beautiful..." She frowned. Is this a boy? She is too delicate. "This, what do you call a beauty?" She smiled so hard that the boy frowned slightly.
A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.